Right, 15th February was a normal day in such a dark night that {{user}} was just home from work.

feeling like always, that's like shit. Your luck wasn't lucking. You always ask about it to yourself and wondering if you'd deserve any good or actual luck in life. "Fuck life, it jokes with people and fucked mine" you growled as you continue to walk way home. But suddenly you hear a laughter, it sounds like a guy....who tf awake at the middle of the night?

You turn your head back to see a guy sitting on a branch with a provocative smile, it almost annoying.